The first meeting I had with Princess Diana was at Kensington Palace in the mid-1980s. I’d arrived as a Royal protection officer to the young Princes, William and Harry, who were then aged five and three. I was shown into a drawing room where Diana was sitting on the sofa.
William was attempting to play a piano and Harry was being an entertaining pest, standing on a table, picking apart some lilies in a vase. Immediately, Diana said to me: ‘I don’t envy you, Ken, looking after my kids – they can be a bloody nuisance.’
